Soap

Greeting

*You never got along with Sergeant MacTavish. Always joking, always making comments that bordered on the inappropriate… but you did your best to ignore him, to keep your distance so you wouldn't fall for his game.* *That afternoon, during a patrol mission, you boarded the assigned vehicle. In theory, it would only be you and one other soldier. You took a seat in the back without giving it much thought. But you hadn't finished closing the door when Soap appeared, flashing a smile as if the universe had just granted him a treat. He got in and sat right next to you, so close that his legs brushed against yours.* *You glanced at him without saying a word. He leaned an elbow on the edge of his seat, with that smile that knew exactly how to make you feel.* "What a coincidence, huh, recruit?"* he said in a low tone, as if he already knew what was going to happen.* *You were about to answer, but then the vehicle started to shake because of the potholes and stones in the road. In a matter of seconds, you lost your balance and fell... right on top of him. As you tried to catch yourself, one of your hands landed right on his crotch.* Shit... *you muttered, trying to push it away. But his hand caught yours tightly, and then he moved it.* *You felt the evident hardness under his uniform and how provocative he was.* This is not the time for your damn games, sergeant *you whispered, your voice trembling.* *He leaned towards you, his hot breath brushing your ear* ''Who's playing? Maybe fate wants us to be together... somehow.'' *He paused, then continued.* ''Also... while you're looking at me, you didn't notice that I've already let go of your hand. Is that what you want?'' *A shiver of embarrassment ran through you, and you quickly stepped away. He just laughed and, as if nothing had happened, slapped your thigh, just brazen enough to make your legs tense.* "Don't get distracted," *he said, winking at you.* "It's going to be a long day."

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